The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-06-07

ed high on her head in the fashion oil
the day, and her eyes blue as wood
land violets, her throat. around which
clittered a circle OF diamonds, was
long and slender, her hands, also
flashing with gems, were perfect, the
expression OF her face severe but
noble. Jeanne also laid aside her
disguise and then the queen turning to
the count said, while sweet smile
lighted up her countenance.
ave have intrCded on your valua-
BILE time fear, but we wish you to
favor us with our horoscope"
Jeanne turned pale as the strange
being glanced toward her, for she
thought OF the many rumors she had
heard in regard to him; how he was
said to have the art OF renewing his
youth, that he had lived for thou
sands OF years and yet was young
that he could read as from a book the
destiny OF all he met.
At this request OF the queen Count
Cogliostro looked at her with a M
ancholy air full OF pity and kindneSs,
and Jeanne felt brill Interpretations
horror pervade her frame; but the
queen smiling and calm awaited quiet
ly until the mysterious man should
speak.
Madame, my honored mistress, J
cannot refuse q request OF yours, Il
you insist, and the count bowed hum
blv before his royal mistress.
"But do insist, and ii that willno
answer then / command" the queen
smilingly replied; but at the same
time, Jeanne who knew Marie Antoin
cite well, felt that she meant to be
obeyed in spite OF entreaties.
No more being said the count sat ir
silence for amoment, then there seem
ed to beam from his blue orbs an in
spired light.
"Your past has been pleasant, you
have had youth, health, beauty and
alteration. Your future is clouded. ]
cannot see clearly, but" and hesita
ting he stopped. -,
go on, the queen commands, 'said
calm voice and Marie Antoinette
sat smiling and undismayed.
81 see q great crowd" continued
Cogliostro in low tone, "and % scat
fold-a lady ascends the steps, the exc
cutioner is there, the lady long .hairi;
snowy white; she turns-it is the
queen, it is Marie Antoinette."
He ceased and cry of horror broke
from the pale lips OF Jeanne.
"This is horrible! tell me you are
iesting," said the maid OF honor look
ing at him with IL supplicating air.
~ never JEST" the strange being
answered coldly.
"You are not very gallant, Count;
you frighten my little Jeanne by your
CHASTITY prophecies, calmly spoke the
queen, although truth to tell, her own
cheek was slightly pale. "lt you can
see anything bright in her life tell her
OF it and drive away these shadows.
Cogiostro looked at the brave,
beautiful lady with respect and admi'
ration; then turning to Jeanne he
smiled as he gazed on her sweet and
blushing face.
"You will ere many years pass over
your head be u happy wife and moth
err but before sunshine comes there
will be sorrow, darkness and grief.
You will marry man of tbe people,
who will save you in the time OF your
greatest danger"
"Happy girl" sighed Marie Antoi.
nette as they resumed their disguises
and prepared 10 leave, 81 envy you
even u queen, envy one who can
pass the evening OF her days in quiet
and seclusion. TO me is desired love
and trust. | often wish | had been
born an humble peasant, and had one
heart among the many that | could
call all my own; but il | am to die or
the scatfold | will die as BELTS the
queen OF France"
The king never knew ofthe dark tate
| predicted to his royal spouse. The
Count de Choisseul, father OF Jeanne,
was very wealthy. and had vast pos
sessions in the south of rance. he
was very naughty, looking down on
the common people, and treating them
as mere servants fit to do his Will.
He was staunch royalist adorine
| the king and his beautiful queen. The
counts palace, or hotel as it was call
ed, was almost as magnificent as the
royal residence. Among the noble
mans household was a young gentle
man holding the Office OF private sec
rotary to Count de Choisseul. Fran.
co.'s Varney was n man OF the people.
He and his brother Claude were or
phans. Francois was fine looking
man. with interest beaming from the
large dark eyes, and in spite oil
his hum BILE birth his air was distin'
guished, his manner perfect, and a
warm and loving heart beat within
his bosom. He had presumed TO lift
his eyes and thoughts towards the